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Mandatory reading for those contemplating writing a character with schizophrenia/interacting with people who have schizophrenia/dealing with the concept of schizophrenia without being an extermination-happy eugenicist: http://iladvi.tumblr.com/post/1395836...

Don't worry, I've got one of these for every iteration neurotypicals have such a hard time dealing with.

Let him have all the perfections in the world, I think it ought not to be set down as certain, that a man must be acceptable to every woman he may happen to like himself.

Schedule says finish by next Tuesday, prof tells us two days ago Tuesday to finish by tomorrow. Sigh. On the other hand, reviewing this is going to be fun, what with all the new and interesting ideas I want to play with.

Three brothers facing off against Death, ey?

I hadn't realized till reading this work how bad my habit of reading Austen novels like "Austen" novels was. Haven't quite pulled myself out of it permanently yet, but I'm getting there.

One of my reasons for going to school is it being the best excuse for writing an essay. My upcoming paper on the Theatre of Cruelty with regards to Lady Macbeth and the sparagmos of a gendered body makes a case in point.

Running through The Squire's Tale and all the other bits in both ME and verse that the class doesn't cover may cut into next quarter's Brontës and Milton and female mystics something fierce, but there's grades on the one and striking the literary appreciation iron while it's hot on the other.

Well, the introduction's a load of "Oooh look at me, I can't compliment novels without insulting theatre, especially that gosh darned Shakespeare chap" tripe, so I'm glad that's over.

I thought I'd have trouble fulfilling today's goal of running through this play in one fell swoop, but it turns out I had forgotten about Iago.

Technicallly I could have moved onto this a week ago, but reading each play twice has served me well enough to maintain the practice.

Adding 'List of wartime cross-dressers' to my official list of favorite Wiki pages.

Caleb was very fond of music, and when he could afford it went to hear an oratorio that came within his reach, returning from it with a profound reverence for this mighty structure of tones, which made him sit meditatively looking on the floor and throwing much unutterable language into his outstretched hands.

Had it been your uncle's doing, I must and would have paid him; but these violent young lovers carry every thing their own way. I shall offer to pay him to-morrow; he will rant and storm about his love for you, and there will be an end of the matter.

If one is a woman in Austen-land, the best strategy is not to avoid off-color remarks entirely, but indulge in them so thoroughly that their mention will not bring the slightest bit of instinctual bloom to the cheeks.

Don't mind me, just covering up the fact that I'm really behind on reading for the Austen class. Better than being so in the Middlemarch one at any rate. Reading two books of that simultaneously would be strange.

Early 19th century circulating libraries in England were more similar to modern B&Ns in the US than I thought, albeit perfume instead of action figures and social promenading instead of Kindles.

To such perseverance in wilful self-deception Elizabeth would make no reply, and immediately and in silence withdrew; determined, if he persisted in considering her repeated refusals as flattering encouragement, to apply to her father, whose negative may be uttered in such a manner as to be decisive, and whose behaviour at least could not be mistaken for the affection and coquetry of an elegant female.

Who needs the latest episode of that newest TV drama when the history of librarian edits for certain works and authors are just as entertaining and so much cheaper.

I cannot comprehend the neglect of a family library in such days as these.

We are yet but young in deed.

The number of epigrams Middlemarch derives from these pages is helping my comprehension of both texts a surprising amount.

Our sense of duty must often wait for some work which shall take the place of dilettantism and make us feel that the quality of our action is not a matter of indifference.

Someone's gotta (re)read The Count of Monte Cristo this Black History Month for me so I don't feel so sad about not being able to do so. I'll still feel sad, but at least I'll have updates to like.

I gotta say, the only way to read P&P for the third time is to do so with a quarter to a half-page average of footnotes. Seeing Pride and Prejudice and Zombies is also advised.

Giveaway for Oyeyemi's Mr. Fox! Go go go! https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/sh... (only in the US, unfortunately, but the action of adding to TBRs is not restricted to single locales)

Black wood in a flood moving in full circles. If there is a shore along this river it is not yet a shelter but something hostile. It is an unknown possession. An obstacle against which the bodies are blindly thrust, and thrust again. Wood floats on water: blazes in flame.

...what loneliness is more lonely than distrust?

If I'm a sadist because I derive incentive to write my conclusion from the knowledge that a number of people are just starting this essay of mine that's due tomorrow, so be it.

Steve Jobs' half-sister is inviting me to a screening of James Franco's adaptation of The Sound and the Fury. Did I mention she's my prof for my Middlemarch class?

Anyone who feels it absolutely necessary to use some form of the word "crazy" in order to criticize politicians or others: bye.